Off the Wall

“No you’re not,” Charlie said defiantly. “You’re only five years older than me. You’re acting like there’s a huge age gap; like twenty or something.”

“Charlie, believe me. Five years is a pretty big deal. I mean, you just graduated from high school a couple of months ago. I’ve been out of high school for the last six years. That doesn’t sound a little weird to you?”

“Well,” Charlie said. He was trying to think of the right words to say. “I must admit, it’s not the greatest thing in the whole world, but I’ve definitely heard worse.”

Christie sighed. She ran a hand through her platinum blonde hair. “I wish it was that easy.”

Charlie was determined. He sat closer to Christie and took her hand into his. “It can be easy. Trust me. We’ll make it work.”

“Do you mean it Charlie?”

He tucked a stray hair behind Christie’s ear and caressed her face. “Yes.”

She smiled. “Well, then Charlie, I’ve got something to ask you.”

“What is it?”

“Wanna be my boyfriend?”